Thirty eight

RAVEN’S POV:

"I need you to perfect the speed of your transformation. This is no good!"

I could hear Bethany dictate from where I stood. I was by the window sill of my room, staring at the pack field downstairs and watching the pack members being trained. There was a huge crowd compared to the ones I've met at the dining.

Bethany and Ethan, Tristan's beta, stood on the top of a pier as they directed the training. She crossed her arms under her bosom, a stern look on her face as she threw commands around. I didn't expect her to be in charge of the pack army; she really didn't look like a fighter. But now, staring at her, I could tell she was really suited for commanding just like Tristan.

I watched as they transformed into their wolves at Ethan's command and took for the nearby woods at fast speed. It was a blend of colors, and I couldn't help but blink as I watched their running figures pierce through the quiet of the forest. Their transformation was fast, so fast that I could only se